Title: Come What May (Heartbeat #2)
Author: Faith Sullivan
Expected
release date: June 4, 2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age
Group: New Adult
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Description:
Adam is through with love.
He unravels blaming himself for what
happened with Katie.
His final moments with her echo through his
nightmares.
She owns him body and soul.
To dull the pain, Adam invites a string of
women into his bed. Fueled by alcohol and desperation, his meaningless hook-ups
provide little comfort. When he closes his eyes, it's Katie he sees.
The only one who helps to ease his guilt
somewhat is Jada. But as his new ambulance partner, Adam considers her off
limits. He doesn't want to get seriously involved with anyone, much less her.
Yet he can't stop fantasizing about the feel of her caramel skin against his.
Despite his intentions, Adam's bond with
Jada deepens as they respond to a series of emotional calls. Their mutual
attraction becomes undeniable. But how can he give his heart to Jada when it
still belongs to Katie?
Excerpt:
But I’m unsure of where this is going. Is
he trying to open up or just making idle conversation? Whatever it is, it’s not
enough for me. I crouch, hanging my legs over the side. A cool breeze issues
from the waterfall. Its hypnotic rhythm is so relaxing. I can stretch out right
here and fall asleep. I lean back on my elbows and close my eyes against the
sun. So I’m startled when something smacks me in the face.
It’s Adam’s t-shirt. He’s standing before
me in nothing but his jeans. “Care for a swim, Jada?” Laughing, he peers over
the edge. All I see are the broad lines of his back. It doesn’t get any sexier
than that.
“You’re going to jump into that tiny little
pool of water?” My pulse is racing, but somehow I keep my voice steady.
“No, we’re going to climb down together.
But you’re going to have to lose some of that clothing first.” His gaze runs
across the length of my body, and I’m on fire.
“If you think I’m going to strip down…”
I shut up when I realize he’s bending over
me. “Well, you can rid yourself of these muddy shoes for starters.” He undoes
the laces and gently slips them off. My breathing gets heavy when his fingers
slide up to remove my sock. He doesn’t stop there. On his knees before me, his
touch glides up my leg as he rolls the cuff of my pants.
“That takes care of the bottom half. Now
what about the top?” I ask brazenly. I’m fighting to regain control of the
situation, but it’s a lost cause.
He pulls me up with him, and our bodies are
so close together. He grips my waist and I start to get dizzy. Drawing me in,
I’m surprised when he tugs at the fabric of my shirt, untucking it in a series
of quick motions. His actions cause my chest to rub against his. My legs get
shaky and I think I’m going to have to grab onto him for support. But I resist
and somehow keep my hands to myself. Slowly, he unfastens the last two buttons
and ties the shirt at my waist. His fingertips linger over the exposed skin of
my midriff. His touch is driving me wild. I can’t take much more of this.
Stepping back, I feel so exposed even
though I’m not showing that much skin. He’s practically naked in front of me
and he doesn’t seem embarrassed at all. It’s like he wanted to bring me to some
secluded spot in order to seduce me. Was this his plan all along? I’m so
confused. Nothing is ever clear with him. It’s impossible to figure out what’s
going through his mind and why he’s practically taking off my clothes in the
middle of the woods.
And that’s the problem. I kind of like it.
His unpredictability keeps me guessing, and I’ve never been so turned on. I’m
practically panting before him, wishing his hands would explore every inch of
me. But for some reason, it seems like there’s an invisible barrier separating
us. He teases me but doesn’t take it further. And all that does is make me want
him more. I’m not the type to pursue a guy, but I’d put myself out there for
him if I knew that was what he was after. But what if it’s not? We do have to
work together, and things can get really awkward between us if I’m wrong.
A shadow of a frown crosses his face when
he sees me back away from him. Whatever was happening in that moment is over—I
can’t tell if he’s disappointed or relieved. His chest rises and falls as he
clenches his fists. The sheer masculine beauty of his sculpted torso is right
in front of me. Yet he appears so fragile. Like one hasty word from me will
break him. We’re so close. If only I knew his true intentions. Is he just
playing with me or is he after something more?
“C’mon, let’s cool off.” But I can’t allow
myself to get that close to him again. My thoughts scatter just picturing him
against me in the water. With my inhibitions lowered, I’ll be too tempted. If I
let down my guard and give into him, I’ll only regret it later when he acts
like nothing’s changed between us.
“Nah, you go ahead. I’m just going to stick
my feet in.” The creases in his brow deepen, but I don’t stop. “If I have any
hope of salvaging this uniform, I don’t think it’ll take any more wear and
tear.” It’s the lamest excuse ever, but it’s all I have to go with.
“Suit yourself.” He’s pissed as he makes
his way down the rocky incline. He doesn’t even wait for me. What girl wouldn’t
want to fool around with him in the water after all that? Who would ever turn
him down?
Only me.
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Random
Things about Author, Faith Sullivan:
- She was so much smarter as a teenager.
- She's a slow reader.
- She tends to like a book more for its
characters rather than its plot.
- She appreciates people who are genuinely
kind and come through when you need them.
- As a creative person, she's not always
fun to live with, but she keeps things interesting.
- She misses the days when all she had was
a rotary phone that didn't even have an answering machine.
- She's a child of the 1980s, and a
teenager of the 1990s.
- She loves her dog.
- She likes to travel and see new places -
when her limited budget allows.
- She thinks in another lifetime she lived
in the UK somewhere by the coast.
- When she feels an emotion, she feels it
deeply. It's a curse.
- She has an overactive imagination.
Writing helps alleviate that problem.
- Nine times out of ten, she believes a
good book trumps reality.
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